HOSTILITY ON A WOMAN.
EPISODE 7.
I had foam on my mouth when Edith broke the sad news to me. My eyes were
tearless. No tear ran down my cheeks.
I have wept a lot and this time I opted to talk and question God in prayers.
My legs were so heavy on me and my heart kept giving me a big thump which
nearly made me pass out.
When I got home, I was frozen with thoughts;
“What if they kíll my child –my efforts will be in Vain”
“Chai” I screamed.
“Life is indeed not worth living” I blubbered as though I was quaking in my
boots.
Edith tried to comfort but I shun her not to cause the suffering was
excessive.
“She will come back, your mind shouldn’t be troubled” She uttered as though
she was auguring well for me.
“What do you mean?” I roared as though I jumped down my throat.
It was truly a brush with death as my heart was full of suicidal thoughts.
“Let me end this once and for all,” I said in my mind.
My intimate friend Edith kept me company till dusk. She was pleading with
me to at least taste something but I refused to.
At 7:00pm, she left in the gloom. I was laying down staring at the roof
with my hands on my mind.
My child was my only hope and thence, I have lost her and all hope was lost.
I tried to sleep but I just couldn’t–my mind was a spot of bother.
I kept meditating and I didn’t know when I slept off. While I was in my
slumber, I had a nightmare that made me jump out of my skin – I espied
Victory my daughter being butchered into pieces on a table.
I woke up on the scene and started praying vehemently.
Torrents of tears were rolling down my cheeks as I kept praying. I believed
God can put an end to this misery.
My voice was shaking and cracking but I didn’t stop praying.
I prayed till dawn.
At 8:00am, as I was sweeping the compound hoping that God will answer my
prayers.
One of Victory’s teachers came with his face grim. My heart started
pounding as I gave her a chair to sit.
She now disclosed that Victory and five of her classmates were butchered
with their bodies pounded in a mortar that the Kidnappers sent them a video
on WhatsApp.
My heart raced and I fell down with hot tears streaming down my face.
To be continued…
💝💫HOSTILITY ON A WOMAN.💫💝
🌷EPISODE 8.🌷
I was down in the dumps when Victory’s teacher broke the sad news to me.
Hot tears were whipping down my face like rain.
Victory’s teacher tried to show me the video in her phone.
At first, I refused to watch it but later I decided to give a glance at it.
I watched how the abductors were butchering those children one after
another on an iron table but I did not see Victory.
“Where is my child?, I didn’t see her in this video” I asked the teacher
whose face was grim.
“I didn’t espy her also” the teacher replied.
I kept mute and continued watching. The masked Kidnappers started by
beheading the kidnapped children and then cut their bodies into pieces.
They later started hitting the slaughtered bodies of those children
continuously in a mortar.
After they finished, a masked lady dished out the pounded bodies of those
children to the eleven kidnappers –they were eleven in number.
They ate it with three wraps of fufu each and they used their brains and
private parts as meat.
I felt like tossing my cookies while watching this video.
“Humans are indeed evíl” I uttered crying my eyes out.
“Where did they keep my child,they would have recorded her also. At least
let me see her for the last time”
The teacher instantly hugged me and left.
I sat down on the floor with my limbs spread out. “How will the parents of
these children feel while watching this?” I said in a tone that sounded sad.
“These children have suffered,life was utterly unfair to them”. I added.
I hush down and I stayed under the scorching sun drained for the whole day.
I had no food but I wasn’t famished.
The sun heated me and my body changed its color. My clothes were hot as
though they were ironed.
I waited so long for my friend Edith but she didn’t show up early. I was
lonely like a stone in the bottom of a lake.
Arteries showed up on my countenance as though it was sign of pain and
suffering which I have gone through.
In the evening, Edith came with a small cooler with white rice and stew
inside it. The aroma I perceived was mouthwatering.
Initially, I did not want to eat but perceiving that aroma made be
appetitive.
I ate a large quantity before I was satisfied.
My friend spent a night with me and she told me amazing and humorous
stories. It was interesting and I enjoyed listening to her stories.
I had no nightmare this time and I slept like a baby though my heart was
troubled.
The next day, when Edith had gone home, a flashy car came to the house and
I was stunned when I saw it.
Lo and behold, victory ran out of the car and I was at fool’s paradisee
when I hugged her passionately.
My heart sank inside my belly “Victory is this you?” I asked with tears
dripping down my visage.
Forthwith, a man came out of the car and unfortunately, it was Ben.
My eyes were buried in my hands forming a couple of streams which flowed
uncontrollably.
To be continued…
